Promptly at ten o’clock the wooden fort gate opened, and Lieutenant-Governor Hamilton led his well-drilled, scarlet-clad regulars of the King’s regiment between the lines of the ragged American soldiers. Captain Helm, amidst loud hurrahs from the crowd, hoisted the American flag above Fort Sackville. Fort Sackville and Vincennes were now in American hands, never to be surrendered again. Hamilton’s prisoners of war were also turned over to Colonel Clark, among them Pa Hudson. When Jim spied him in the group, he forgot all about his duty as a soldier and rushed over to throw his arms around his father. “Pa,” he cried, “I knew I’d find you sometime.” His father hugged him hard. “Ma and I knew from Captain Helm that you were safe in Kaskaskia, but we didn’t know when we could get to you.” When the celebrations and ceremonies of surrender were over, George Rogers Clark dispatched a detail to Virginia with Hamilton, his prisoner of war, and sent home the French who had accompanied the British leader from Detroit. Then Clark looked over the stores and supplies in the fort. In them he found much clothing which had been sent from Detroit for the British troops. From this supply every man in Clark’s army received new shirts, caps, vests and trousers. These were most welcome gifts because the men wanted to be presentable when they returned in triumph to Kaskaskia. [Illustration: uncaptioned] The Indians near Vincennes must have heard about Clark’s gifts, because early one morning several of them came to the fort to receive presents from Chief Long-Knife. Jim was helping to distribute these when he recognized Wahbunou in the group. “Here’s Wahbunou, Colonel Clark,” he said as the Indian boy approached them. Colonel Clark smiled and extended his hand to Wahbunou. “You’ve come to be paid for that buffalo meat and corn, I suppose. Well, boy, I’m glad to pay you. They saved our lives and made it possible for us to take Vincennes.” The colonel himself looked through the supplies and brought out two magnificent blankets. “Can you use these blankets, Wahbunou?” Wahbunou’s eyes shone as he took the blankets. “These are very good, Chief Long-Knife. I have been paid plenty. I am glad my people could help Jim’s people. Jim is my friend.” Jim took Wahbunou to one side. “My parents are here, Wahbunou,” he said. “They were Hamilton’s prisoners, but now they are free. Won’t you stop and see them?” Wahbunou beamed. “I’m glad you are with them. I can’t stop now, but Wahbunou will see your mother when he comes to Vincennes again soon. Your mother was very kind to me.” Then he turned and went back to the other Indians. Before Colonel Clark led his men back to Kaskaskia, he took Willie Watson to make a call on the Hudsons. Pa Hudson wanted to return to his farm in Kentucky and asked Colonel Clark if he would advise going.